So, my mom wanted to give my old games away. And by games, I mean like PS1, PS2, the old gen.
I didn't want to, and she went on an outrage on how I'll be jobless if I keep them and how this isn't how she raised me to be. Like, erm. It's my stuff. Please shut up.
On a lighter note, I GOT MY CRUSH'S NUMBER. Not creepily, I just... asked for it. :DDDDDDD
Alice
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